You're Me She

113. Pamite

The time feared by Eijaz came. Inevitably, Eijaz had to release his father to return to the homeland. Eijaz stood before the Son who was about to enter the departure gate at the airport. While wiping away the tears, the boy gave his father a hand. With a sad look on his face, the Son dropped his knee on the floor and received a gift from the son.

While Alia, seemed to hold back her tears that almost fell. In addition to the togetherness of himself and his son these few days is very effective, he is also sad to see the sight of the father and son who are not willing to leave each other.

"Pope promise, papa will come back again. Thank you for the hand, Eijaz" said the Son with the end of a choked voice.

"Yes papa, I'll look forward to papa here." Eijaz.

The son smiled and hugged Eijaz tightly. Having been content to let go of all the feelings in his heart with Eijaz, now the Son stood up and looked at Alia who was now standing before him. The look of the man's eyes looked sad, even with Alia who seemed to be struggling to hold back the tears that kept pushing out.

"Be careful, yeah.." Alia.

"Thank you, definitely.." Putra Sahut. Without many words, they embraced each other tightly.

"Alia, remember my promise, I'll come back no matter what. After this I'll go to your papa and apologize to him. I want us to get married..."

"You mean?" Alia let go of her embrace and looked at the Son with a look of disbelief.

"Alia, will you marry me?" The son reached into his coat and took out a heart-red ring box. He took the time to buy the ring last night, when the jewelry store he was heading to would close. Despite arguing with the store owner, he managed to convince her that he bought a ring to propose to someone he loved very much. The mother of his son. Of course, it made the store owner become frustrated and let Putra buy one of his collections that are displayed in the rows of jewelry display cases in the store.

Alia was flabbergasted, she looked at the ring and then looked at the Son with a look of disbelief. Then he saw Eijaz who looked very hopeful if his mother received a proposal from his father.

"I'm not going to play around anymore. I love you so much and our son. Let me be a part of you and make you happy."

Alia covered her mouth with both palms. The tears that he had been holding, were now streaming down his cheeks.

"Are you serious?" Alia asked who still thought this was just a joke.

"I'm serious." Men's Firm.

"Ma..." Eijaz seemed to plead for Alia to accept the proposal from her father. While Putra seemed restless waiting for an answer from Alia.

"Yes, I want to." Alia said without a doubt.

"Yeah!" Pekik Eijaz's. While the Son immediately embraced Alia tightly and thanked Alia. All eyes were staring at them and some of them were clapping their hands, a sign they were also happy with what they were witnessing this afternoon.

The little family hugged, crying and laughter colored their farewell today.

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On the plane, Putra was pensive and began to feel a desolation that struck his heart. The stick was again smoldering, if he should be able to have Alia and Eijaz, with or without the blessing of Anton. Whatever the consequences he will face, despite having to risk his life. Now, the 40-year-old man's only life goal is family. The existence of Eijaz and the regrets of the past that make him feel if he now has to really change.

"When I got to Jakarta, I had to tell my family that I had a child from Alia. And.. after that I will meet Anton, whether he agrees or not, I will return to the arms of Alia and my son Eijaz," His mind.

Twenty-nine hours drive, Putra finally arrived at Soekarno-Hatta airport. Not wanting to waste time, he rushed to get out of the arrival terminal and boarded a taxi that would take him to the Banyu residence. The son did not deliberately return to Jepara, he was eager to meet and tell his family about Alia and Eijaz. While Ambu and abah, he had preached and promised to meet in Jakarta.

While on the way, Putra took the time to give news to Eijaz and Alia who were waiting for news from him.

"Hello darling..." Son's greeting to Alia, Alia smiled sweetly and her cheeks began to look red, because of the greeting 'honey' from the Son.

"Hello papa!" Eijaz cried, who suddenly appeared on the mobile phone screen.

"Hi handsome boy..., what are you doing?"

"Papa has reached Jakarta, now papa is in a taxi and heading to the house of Om Banyu and Aunt Tasya."

"Who are they?" Ask Eijaz who did not know anyone from his papa family.

"They are papa's brother and sister-in-law. Later, sometime, papa will take you to Jakarta to meet them."

"Yes, papa.."

"Yes. sure." Son's Promise.

"Papa misses you very much Eijaz."

"We also miss papa" said Eijaz, smiling at the camera.

"And I miss you so much my son." Keep the Son, who is addressed to Alia.

Alia smiled again without being able to speak, her eyes continued to look at the screen of her phone with eyes that looked as long as what was felt by the Son. But suddenly he frowned, when he heard a loud bang and followed by a cellphone camera highlight that captured the roof of the taxi that looks crumbling. There was a sad groan that continued to pronounce the name of the Creator.

"Allahs.. Allahs... Allahs.. Allahu akbar.."

'Son!" Call Alia in a panic. Besides, Eijaz was seen who did not understand what was happening.

"Son!" Call Alia again.

But the groan was no longer heard and replaced with a boisterous voice that panicked and called the taxi driver and passengers. Not only there, there was also a rampage of people on the bus driver who had a brake blong that had caused an accident and hit a taxi driven by Putra.

"Woi help out the victim! help out! Secure the taxi driver! Secure her! Run later!"

"Mommy, what's going on?" Ask Eijaz.

"Son!" Alia hugged Eijaz and cried hysterically.

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The taxi driven by Putra was traveling at maximum speed on the motorway which looks crowded smoothly. The song titled 'Goodway lover' from the old singer Rita Efendy was playing on the taxi radio. Everything looked fine, until a bus ran at high speed towards the taxi. The driver had tried to step on the brakes, but his efforts were in vain. The bus brake he was driving had a brake blong. Panicked and with a burst of concentration, the bus driver did not have time to slam the driver to the side of the road and seconds later, the bus hit the taxi in front of him.

Brakkkk...!

The taxi in front of him was hit hard from the back of the taxi. The taxi was out of control and turned several times until it hit a roadblock. The taxi was caught on the road, and was hit once again by a bus that still could not stop, until the bus hit several other cars and ended up rolling on the side of the road.

The view on the toll road in the afternoon towards this afternoon also looks heartbreaking. Many of the fatalities were lying on the asphalt, among which there were still breathing and moaning to endure the excruciating pain.

'Good way lover... You are the love of my life...'

'I lost you forever.'

The eyes of the Son who was sandwiched between the seats and found the body of the taxi began to dim. He still had time to hear Alia's voice which kept calling him in panic.

"Allahs.. Allahs... Allahs.. Allahu akbar.." Stimulants.